perfect day.

Ever have those days that just feels like a perfect day?

I called Heather on Friday, and told her we should have a cookout to celebrate Memorial Day and the beginning of summer. (As I don't have a grill, this means it would have to be at her house). It was a relatively small group of people, but still a great time. After we ate dinner on their deck, the kids played in the yard, several people threw a football or Frisbee, and I rocked on the swing, holding baby Seth and talking to Errin.

It felt like we were smack dab in the middle of a commercial for American life.

I so love this time of year.